Every single happy thought was cut short by the loud ringing of William's phone.
He felt his heart drop to his stomach when he checked the caller ID.
The mood he was in was ruined and he felt a lot worse.
" Hello?" He answered with a shaky hand, the sweat is trickling down his forehead.
" Hi, sweetie,"
His heartbeat is starting to pound. He couldn't tell how hard since he did drink some shots before they woke up but the weight of his mother's voice had cut straight through his buzz.
" Hi mom," He spoke unevenly.
" How are you baby?" She asked.
She always asked but he knew that she never really cared.
He's been hurt and neglected enough, he grew into an adult who has a very hard time refusing their parents' demands.
He keeps hoping that by being good, nice and helpful, he will fi
